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1907.
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LENA E. LAWTON, Chairman FRANCES K. McCAFFREY
STELLA DURRELL ALICE A. WOOD
GRACE E. HOVEY ETHEL G. WOOLDRIDGE
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IN GRATEFUL RECOGNITION OF
HIS LIFE OF SERVICE, AND
IN APPRECIATION FOR
HIS FRIENDSHIP
FOR AND INTEREST IN
THE COLLEGE,
Wt ^ebicate tfjis; 2foofe.
DR. EDWARD EVERETT HALE.
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I AM very glad to be counted in, in any way, as a member of the Senior Class of 1907.
It is true that I am not a young woman— nor ever was ; but it is also true that I
remember very distinctly the day when I graduated. I knew much more then on some points
than I know now. But, on the whole, I looked forward on life with the same curiosity and the
same hopes which make life so well worth living to you girls.
I delivered the class poem on our Class Day. I said :
" Brothers, we, too, are Freshmen
Rudely hurled
Upon the larger college of the world. ' '
And, after describing the chaotic conjectures of a Freshman as to College life, I remember the
poem expressed the wish :
' ' May each portent of sorrow that we view
Prove like the Freshman's —
Fleeting and untrue. ' '
And then followed some very cheerful hope of what the larger college of the world might bring
to us.
If I had Walker's "Rhyming Dictionary" here I could write this out for you in as good
verses as I wrote then. But, as I have not, you must accept your old friend's best wishes in
prose.
Always truly yours,
Edward E. Hale.
1907.
PRESIDENT LEFAVOUR.
MISS SARAH LOUISE ARNOLD.
MRS. JOHN D. LONG.
MISS MARY E. ROBBINS.
DR. THEODORE HOUGH.
DR. FRANK E. FARLEY.
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B ifaretoeii .pes&age.
AN old, time-stained engraving, which I wish I might bring to you, pictures a mother stand-
ing in the doorway of a low, thatched cottage shading her eyes with her hand. She
is gazing far down the narrow lane, hedged by its tall poplar trees, following with hungry longing
the boy who is disappearing at the turning of the path. You know that, long after the youthful
figure with its springing step passes out of the reach of the tear-dimmed eyes, the heart of the
mother follows on— yes, never, never to turn back.
If one could paint the vision which the young heart sees so clearly, as the light steps go on,
how full of courage, of hope, of enthusiasm it would be ! For such courage, such hope, and
such enthusiasm the world thanks God. Yet we know that the vision of the mother-heart is clearer
yet, and that the eyes which are shaded by the wrinkled, toil-worn hand see farther than the
undimmed gaze of youth. The prayer of the mother goes forth in abounding blessing to guide
the unfearing feet in the untrodden path — a pillar of fire in the night of doubt or temptation,
and in the fierce heat of the noon-day sun, a pillar of cloud with its beneficent and saving shade.
I have no doubt that you have already discerned my message, for it is not by accident that
the College has been termed in gratitude the Alma Mater. The name has been earned by generous
living and giving. The memories of the college days would have a different meaning were it not
for the abiding spirit of loving kindness which watches over the growing lives of the sons and
daughters.
So, as the mother speeds her boy upon his life-quest with brave words and reverent blessing,
your College sends you forth. The turn of the road may hide you from her following eyes, but
she will not forget you. She is still with you. Look back, as your path winds up the hill or dips
down into the valley, and you shall still see the waiting figure in the doorway ; or listen, in the
hour of the twilight or in the hush of the early dawn, and you shall hear and understand her
unfailing benediction.
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Cfje Cnburtng IMue of a College Course.
[To the Members of the Class of 1907.]
THE four years at a technological or professional school are frequently looked upon as if they
were virtually the sole preparation for subsequent life. And yet, we all know of cases where
graduates of these schools have found honorable, useful and successful careers quite different from
those of their original choice. I know of two artists who graduated in engineering ; and, although
these are extreme cases, they illustrate the point that college work can, at best, prepare for the
immediate future, and cannot possibly anticipate the needs of a lifetime.
In the trade school, the aim is to train the student to do one thing, and do it perfectly ;
in the academic college, it is the aim to give a general education without reference to any one line
of professional work. Simmons College obviously stands between these extremes. It is a college
by the terms of the charter, and that means that it is not a trade school. Like other colleges, it
aims to broaden the possibilities of the intellectual life ; but, at the same time, it prepares its
graduates for some definite work in which they may engage immediately upon graduation. It gives
them the "start in life." Probably, the majority of our graduates will continue in the work for
which they have prepared with us ; but, even when they do so continue, it will certainly be
found that the demands of the work continually change, and that continued success will depend as
much upon the power of adjustment, or adaptation to these changes, as upon the preparation
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received within our doors.
In other words, the line too frequently drawn on Commencement Day between life's
preparation and life's accomplishment is purely arbitrary, and, indeed, largely fanciful. Com-
mencement Day is only a mile-stone in life's journey. Youth is not lacking in the element of
achievement, and the third decade of life should prepare for the fourth just as truly as the second
prepares for the third. In a very real sense, therefore, your days at Simmons College should be
a prophecy of your later life, for these four years represent achievement at the same time that
they have prepared for the immediate future. The strongest argument for technological educa-
tion is that college life thereby becomes vitally continuous with subsequent life.
When, by your graceful act, I became an honorary member of the class of 1907, my thought
at once went back to my under-graduate days at the Johns Hopkins University, twenty years
ago, and I asked myself the question : "What did I acquire then which is of greatest service
to me now?" One thinks at once of the memory of countless incidents, of the facts learned, of
skill acquired, and of friendships which still persist. But a memory of the past is, after all, only
a minor working asset of the present ; of these facts which are in actual use to-day as many have
been learned since graduation as before it ; and of the friends, too many have all but disappeared
from view, while others have been claimed by the great Reaper.
The enduring value of college life grows out of the training of the intellect, the acquaint-
ance with literature, and, above all, the association with thoughtful people, whereby the ideals of
the college become real and fixed as ideals of life. The college stands for the duty and the
responsibility of accurate thinking, most clearly shown in the recognition of the distinction between
fact and theory ; for clear and accurate expression ; for the conservation of the beautiful and
true bequeathed by the past ; and for the advancement of knowledge, especially as a guide in
the conduct of life. These ideals may be only partially realized in college, and they are attained
by many who have not gone to college ; but the fact remains that college work, faithfully pursued,
leads toward this goal.
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The fact that Simmons College is a technological school, so far from impairing the value
of these college ideals, should serve only to make them more real ; for an ideal is valuable to the
individual and the community only as it expresses itself in action. You leave us with the technical
equipment for a definite work, but in the doing of this work, you should see to it that your academic
training tells to the utmost. By so doing, you will secure from these four years of college life their
full contribution to that highest of all ends— the building up of "character." For each one of
you I can wish nothing better than that subsequent experience and continued growth will make
you value these elements of character as the enduring and priceless gift of your college days
to your subsequent life.
Theodore Hough.
Y
ESTERDAY is but a Dream,
And To-morrow is only a Vision ;
But To-day well lived, makes
Every Yesterday a Dream of Happiness
And every To-morrow a Vision of Hope ;
Look well, therefore, to this Day ! "
— From the Sanskrit.
Mrs. John D. Long.
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<®tftcer£ of Sngtructton.
HENRY LEFAVOUR, Ph.D., LL.D.
President.
SARAH LOUISE ARNOLD, A.M.
Dean and Director of the School of Household
Economics
JAMES FLACK NORRIS, Ph.D.
Professor of Chemistry.
FRANK EDGAR FARLEY, Ph.D.
Professor of English.
THEODORE HOUGH, PH.D.
Professor of Biology and Director of the School
of Science.
JEFFREY RICHARDSON BRACKETT, Ph.D.
Associate Professor of the Theory and Practice of
Philanthropic Work and Director of the School for
Social Workers.
ALFRED BULL NICHOLS, A.B.
Associate Professor of German.
REGINALD RUSDEN GOODELL, A.M.
Associate Professor of Romance Languages.
EDWARD HENRY ELDRIDGE, A.M.
Assistant Professor of Shorthand and Typeivriting
and Director of the School of Secretarial Studies.
MARY ESTHER ROBBINS.
(Graduate New York State Library School.)
Assistant Professor of Library Science and Director
of the School of Library Science.
MARIA WILLETT HOWARD.
Assistant Professor of Household Economics.
KENNETH LAMARTINE MARK, Ph.D.
Assistant Professor of Chemistry.
SOPHRONIA MARIA ELLIOTT.
Instructor in Household Economics.
SAMUEL CATE PRESCOTT, S.B.
(Assistant Professor of Biology, Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
Instructor in Bacteriology.
ALICE NORTON DIKE, B.L.
Instructor in Household Economics.
MARGARETA ELWINA MITZLAFF.
Instructor in German.
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ALICE FRANCES BLOOD, S.B.
Instructor in Chemistry.
CORA C. COLBURN.
Instructor in Institutional Management.
CAROLINE JEWELL COOK, A.B., LL.B.
Instructor in Commercial Laiv.
ERNST HERMANN PAUL GROSSMANN, A.B.
Instructor in German.
*NORMAN FISHER HALL, A.M.
Instructor in Romance Languages.
AGNES KEITH HANNA.
Instructor in Sewing and Household Arts.
EVA MOTTET (Brevet Superieur).
Instructor in French.
ETHEL DENCH PUFFER, Ph.D.
Instructor in Psychology and Ethics.
JAMES WALTER RANKIN, A.M.
Instructor in English.
STELLA MARIE SMITH.
Instructor in Typewriting.
ZILPHA DREW SMITH.
Instructor in Philanthropic Work.
PERCY GOLDTHWAITE STILES, Ph.D.
Instructor in Anatomy and Physiology.
FRANCES SEDGWICK WIGGIN, B.L.
Instructor in Library Science.
* Deceased.
EDITH ARTHUR BECKLER, S.B.
Instructor in Biology.
MARION EDNA BOWLER.
(Diplomee de l'Universite de Paris.)
Instructor in French.
LESLIE LYLE CAMPBELL, Ph.D.
Instructor in Physics.
JUNE RICHARDSON DONNELLY, S.B.
Instructor in Library Science.
MYRA COFFIN HOLBROOK, A.M.
Instructor in English.
WILLIAM DAWSON JOHNSTON, A.M.
{Bibliographer, Library of Congress.')
Instructor in Library Science.
SUSAN MYRA KINGSBURY, Ph.D.
Instructor in History and Economics.
ALICE MAY KIRKPATRICK, A.B.
Instructor in Chemistry .
ORLANDO CORNELIUS MOYER, B.C.S.
Instructor in Secretarial Studies.
FREDERIC AUSTIN OGG, A.M.
Instructor in History.
MARY ELIZA PARKER, A.M.
Instructor in the Principles and Practice of Teaching
LUCIUS KIMBALL RUSSELL, S.B., A.M.
Instructor in Chemistry.
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ARTHUR IRVING ANDREWS, Ph.D.
Instructor in History.
HESTER CUNNINGHAM, A.B.
Instructor in English.
ERNEST ROY GREENE, A.B.
Instructor in Spanish.
MABEL ELIZABETH HODDER, A.M.
Instructor in History.
MABEL HARRIET HYDE, A.B.
Instructor in English.
HELEN JACKSON, A.B.
Instructor in Secretarial Studies.
CLARA LOUISE JEROME, A.B.
Instructor in Household Economics.
LAURA MARIE LUNDIN, S.B.
Instructor in Physics and Mathematics.
JANE BOIT PATTEN, S.B.
Instructor in Biology.
EUGENE LOUIS RAICHE.
Instructor in French.
LUCILE HINKLE STIMSON, A.M.
Instructor in Household Economics.
ELIZABETH ALLISON STARK, A.B.
Instructor in Secretarial Studies.
FLORENCE LOUISE WETHERBEE, S.B.
Instructor in Chemistry.
I. HOWLAND JONES.
Lecturer on Architecture.
WILLIAM STANLEY PARKER, S.B.
Lecturer on Architecture.
ABBY L. SARGENT.
(Reference Librarian, Medford Public Library.)
Lecturer on Cutter Classification.
WILLIAM THOMPSON SEDGWICK, Ph.D.
(Professor of Biology, Massachusetts Institute of Technology. j
Lecturer on Sanitary Science.
AMY M. SACKER.
Lecturer on Decoration and Design.
ALLEN WINCHESTER JACKSON.
Lecturer on Architecture and Housebuilding.
ANNA BARROWS.
Lecturer on Household Economics.
CAIRA DOUGLASS HAWKES, A.B.
Assistant in Library Science.
MARY BOSWORTH STOCKING.
Assistant in Household Economics.
MARY LOVINA CARPENTER.
Assistant in Household Economics.
MARY ELIZABETH BRADLEE.
Assistant in Drawing and Design.
BLANCHE LEONARD MORSE, A.B.
Assistant in Drawing and Design.
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3n ^emortam
Gorman JFisfijer C^all
June 11, 1878-September 5, 1906.
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Louise Fowler Allen.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Bethlehem, New Hampshire, February 4, 1883.
Attended Bradford Academy.
Address : 12 Balcarres Road, West Newton, Mass.
"I am small, but of some reputation."
Minnie Louise Allen.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Walpole, Massachusetts, April 21, 1884.
Attended Everett High School.
Address : 5 Eliot Place, Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts.
"Can one desire too much of a good thing ? "
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Gertrude Lee Allison.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Woburn, Massachusetts, December 19, 1884.
Attended Woburn High School.
Address : 50 Winn Street, Woburn, Massachusetts.
"And, gentle in her manner,
She does bold things in a quiet way."
Rosamond Ames.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Salem, Massachusetts, September 20, 1881.
Attended Northfield Seminary.
Address : 49 High Street, Medford, Massachusetts.
' ' My book and heart
Must never part. ' '
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Ruth Mary Barber.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Allston, Massachusetts, May 19, 1886.
Attended Brighton High School.
Address : 21 Gardner Street, Allston, Massachusetts.
' ' I am resolved to grow fat,
and look young till forty."
Anna Ware Barker.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Wilmington, North Carolina, Dec. 15, 1882.
Attended MacDufRe School, Springfield, Massachusetts.
Address : 10 Church Street, Woburn, Massachusetts.
"Bid me discourse : I will enchant thine ear."
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Elsie Foster Beers.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Bethel, Connecticut, November 1, 1879.
Attended Danbury High School.
Address : 11 Harmony Street, Danbury, Connecticut.
' ' Nothing has such power to broaden the mind
as the ability to investigate systematically."
Emily Bodman.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Bement, Illinois, August 22, 1885.
Attended Central High School, Kansas City, Missouri.
Address : Siloam Springs, Arkansas.
" She has a face like a benediction."
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Bessie Marion Brown.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Rye Beach, New Hampshire, July 31, 1884.
Attended Newburyport High School.
Address : Rye Beach, New Hampshire.
"One science only will one genius fit :
So vast is art, so narrow human wit. "
Bertha Carnegie Coutts.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Andover, Massachusetts, March 4, 1887.
Attended Punchard Free School.
Address : 34 Maple Avenue, Andover, Massachusetts.
" In her alone 'twas natural to please. "
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Edith Cummings.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Boston, Massachusetts, March 12, 1884.
Attended Winchester High School.
Address : 6 Elmwood Ave. , Winchester, Mass.
"Her pluck is exceeded only by her good nature."
Clare Hamilton Daniell.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Newton, Massachusetts, October 20, 1884.
Attended Weston High School.
Address : Kendal Green, Massachusetts.
' ' The glass of fashion and the mould of form :
The observed of all observers. "
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Bessie May Douglas.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Gardner, Massachusetts, May 11, 1885.
Attended Gardner High School.
Address : 104 Vernon Street, Gardner, Massachusetts.
" Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy."
Isabel Newton Dunton.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Athol, Massachusetts, February 26, 1885.
Attended Athol High School.
Address : 75 Ridge Ave., Athol, Massachusetts.
"From the crown of her head to the soles
of her feet, she is all mirth.
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Stella May Durrell.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Maiden, Massachusetts, July 16, 1885.
Attended Melrose High School.
Address : 47 Porter Street, Melrose, Massachusetts.
"Infinite riches in a little room."
Marion Ross Elliott.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Halifax, Nova Scotia, February 6, 1884. 1
Attended Belmont High School.
Address : 29 Myrtle Street, Belmont, Massachusetts.
"For my voice, I have lost it with hallowing
and singing of anthems."
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Ruth Blanchard Gibson.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Roxbury, Massachusetts, December 5, 1885.
Attended Roxbury High School.
Address : 33 Highland Street, Roxbury, Mass.
" Exceedingly wise, fair spoken
and persuasive. ' '
Gertrude May Green.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Lynn, Massachusetts, February 9, 1886.
Attended Lynn Classical High School.
Address : 249 Chatham Street, Lynn, Massachusetts.
"God's mercy is upon the young ;
God's wisdom in the baby tongue. "
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Minnie Eliza Haggett.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Lynn, Massachusetts, September 28, 1886.
Attended Lynn Classical High School.
Address : 52 Pendexter Street, Lynn, Massachusetts.
"A merry mouth had she —
Aye, and two twinkling eyes. "
Helen Edith Hatch.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Brockton, Massachusetts, November 28, 1884.
Attended Brockton High School.
Address : 49 Keith Ave., Campello, Massachusetts.
"Can the world buy such a jewel ? "
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Grace Eleanor Hovey.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Norwich, Connecticut, June 9, 1884.
Attended Norwich Free Academy.
Address : 6 Cliff Street, Norwich, Connecticut.
"The social smile, the sympathetic tear.
Ethel Trull Jaquith.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Billerica, Massachusetts, May 1,
Attended Billerica Howe High School.
Address : Billerica, Massachusetts.
1886.
'A little land well tilled,
A little home well filled,
A little wife well willed :
These, indeed, are greatest riches. ' '
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Lena Emma Lawton.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Whitinsville, Massachusetts, May 6, 1885.
Attended Northbridge High School.
Address : 6 Forest Street, Whitinsville, Massachusetts.
' ' A little nonsense now and then,
Is relished by the wisest men."
Frances Katherine McCaffrey.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Fredericton, New Brunswick, October 25, 1884.
Attended Girls' High School, Boston.
Address: 155 Warren Avenue, Boston, Massachusetts.
' ' A sayer of smart things. ' '
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Isabel Stevenson Monro.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Wallace, Nova Scotia, October 6, 1885.
Attended Everett High School.
Address : Wallace, Nova Scotia.
" Give me a theme," the little poet cried,
' ' And I will do my part. ' '
Edna Frances Morrill.
«*»
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Chelsea, Massachusetts, March 26, 1885.
Attended Chelsea High School.
Address : 269 Washington Avenue, Chelsea, Mass.
' ' Let the world slide, let the world go-
A fig for care, and a fig for woe. "
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Mary Louise Neill.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Lynn, Massachusetts, December 1, 1883.
Attended Lynn Classical High School.
Address : 27 Chatham Street, Lynn, Massachusetts.
" Silence has become her mother tongue."
\
Helen Fay Noon.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Newburyport, Massachusetts, March 22, 1886.
Attended Everett High School.
Address : 24 Henry Street, Everett, Massachusetts.
"The blossom, opening to the day,
Could naught of purity display,
To emulate her mind. ' '
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Edith Noyes.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Auburndale, Massachusetts, March 4, 1884.
Attended Newton High School.
Address : 36 Empire Street, Allston, Massachusetts.
" She has many strings to her bow."
Juliet Clary Patterson.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Southboro, Massachusetts, July 27, 1867.
Attended Miss J. K. Abbott's Private School, Pro-
vidence, R. I.
Address : 8 Montrose Street, Roxbury, Massachusetts.
" Enflamed with the study of learning
and the administration of virtue. ' '
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Ruth Marion Peters.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Dorchester, Massachusetts, November 19, 1886.
Attended Dorchester High School.
Address : 233 Hancock Street, Dorchester, Mass.
"There is great ability in knowing how
to conceal one's ability. "
Ina M. Small.
Born at Boston, Massachusetts, April 5, 1885.
Attended Roxbury High School.
Address : Provincetown, Massachusetts.
" She has good points too numerous
to mention."
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Mildred Thurston.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Worcester, Massachusetts, September 16, 1885.
Attended Worcester English High School.
Address : 48 Florence Street, Worcester, Mass.
"You look wise— pray correct that error."
Elizabeth Frances Upham.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Boston, Massachusetts, August 1, 1886.
Attended Girls' High School, Boston.
Address : 2 Humphreys Place, Dorchester, Mass.
"The clock upbraids me with loss of time."
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Harriot Ware.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Hingham, Massachusetts, July 21, 1885.
Attended Derby Academy, Hingham.
Address : Hingham, Massachusetts.
' ' A penny for your thoughts.
Edith Luella Watson.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Freeville, New York, August 15, 1883.
Attended Gushing Academy.
Address : 48 Union Street, Cortland, New York.
"But to see her, was to love her.
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Ellen Brackett White.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Groveton, New Hampshire, May 12, 1884.
Attended Girls' Latin School, Boston.
Address : 126 Devon Street, Roxbury, Massachusetts.
"Exceedingly well read."
Eva Whiting White.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Weston, Massachusetts, November 29, 1882.
Attended Girls' High School, Boston.
Address : 40 Wenonah Street, Roxbury, Mass.
' ' The mirror of all courtesy.
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Caroline May Wilkinson.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Laconia, New Hampshire. December 7, 1883.
Attended Laconia High School.
Address : Laconia, New Hampshire.
"As merry as the day is long."
Alice Amelia Wood.
Candidate for a degree.
Born at Manchester, Maine, March 20, 1885.
Attended Deering High School, Portland, Maine.
Address : 54 Kent Street, Brookline, Massachusetts.
' ' Age cannot wither nor custom stale
Her infinite variety. ' '
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The SENIOR BOOK.
Ethel Grace Wooldridge.
Born at Melrose, Massachusetts, March 19, 1883.
Attended Melrose High School.
Address : 180 Bellevue Avenue, Melrose, Mass.
" I do plain cooking ; I'm housemaid, too.
I do all the work of the house."
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Class; Officers!:
1903—1907.
H. Edith Hatch.
1903—1904.
President .
Vice-President
Secretary .
Treasurer
ESTHER W. SAWYER
ALICE T. SMITH
MARION K. FERNALD
A. KATHERINE CUMMINGS.
1904—1905.
President
A. KATHERINE CUMMINGS
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Vice-President
Secretary .
Treasurer .
From Feb. 17, 1905
From Mar. 10, 1905
From Jan. 13, 1905
H. Edith Hatch
EDITH L. WATSON
H. EDITH HATCH
Elizabeth E. Amison
ELIZABETH B. MERRILL
Grace E. Hovey.
1905—1906.
President .
Vice-President
Secretary .
Treasurer
H. EDITH HATCH
EDITH L. WATSON
ELIZABETH E. AMISON
GRACE E. HOVEY.
1906—1907.
President .
Vice-President
Secretary .
Treasurer
H. EDITH HATCH
EDITH L. WATSON
ELLEN B. WHITE
GRACE E. HOVEY.
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EMILY BODMAN, '07,
LOUISE FOWLER ALLEN, '07,
BEULAH HATCH, '08.
MARTHA SUFFREN, '08.
THEODORA KIMBALL, '08,
President.
Secretary.
Treasurer.
Vice President.
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For the first time since coming to college, '07 has been able to have a decisive voice in the
Guild. The welfare of the organization has really rested upon us. How we have fulfilled our duties,
only the future of the Guild will show.
One thing for which we hope the coming classes will be grateful and which was established by
our president is the Guild Tea. This has proved to be one of the best social events of the year,
since it brings together the instructors and all classes. At one of these Dr. Emerson spoke on Art,
and at another Margaret Deland read one of her charming essays.
To 1908 we leave the Guild, with the sincere hope that it may be as well supported by the
under classes as we have been supported by them. If it had not been for the hearty cooperation of
1908, 1909, and 1910, 1907 would have fared badly. Here let us thank you one and all for your Guild
enthusiasm.
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iformer ^embers; of tfje Clas&.
Elizabeth E. Amison
Ruth D. Amsden
Faye Anderson (Mrs. A. F.
Margaret Bakeman
Hettie G. Baker
Anna C. Bean
Mrs. Ethlyn T. Bellew
Mary S. Boyden
Inez A. Brewster (Mrs. L.
L. Felice Bryant
Emma F. Bryson
Cora H. Bunker -
Edith M. Burrage -
Lillian B. Clapp
Marion S. Clement -
A. Ethel Closterhouse
Boston, Mass.
Worcester, "
Folts) - Lincoln, Neb.
- Chelsea, Mass.
- Hartford, Conn.
Haverhill, Mass.
- Norwood, Mass.
H. Wentivorth)
Wolfboro, N. H.
Boston, Mass.
Lynn, "
- Toledo, Ohio
- Lancaster, Mass.
So. Boston, "
- Concord, N. H.
Lafayette, Ind.
Julia F. Cody
A. Catherine Cummings
Helen R. Curry
Katherine E. Cutter •
Helen Darrow
Alice Deadmen
Claire Deuprey
Edith W. Dunham
Ninita T. Ferdinand
Marion R. Fernald
Mabelle P. Foster [Mrs
Clara Francis -
Katherine E. Fraser
Alice S. Furber -
E Pauline Gillette
Elizabeth S. Hacker
Olive M. Halbert -
Charlestown, Mass.
- So. Braintree,
Chelsea,
W. Newton,
Boston,
Wakefield,
San Francisco, Cal.
Chelsea, Mass.
- Cambridge, "
Haverhill, "
. E. A. Rmjs)
Philadelphia, Pa.
E. Weymouth, Mass.
Manchester, N. H.
Boston, Mass.
Lynn, "
Waco, Texas
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Carolyn L. Hewitson -
Edith A. Hiller
Katherine E. Howard -
Alice M. Kilbourn
Maude B. Leatherbee -
Ruth J. Leavitt
Grace MacDonald
Elizabeth B. Merrill
Alice H. Morrison
Pearl Peterson
Rosa M. Pope
Cecil P. Powers
Edwina R. Putnam (deceased)
Edna A. Ricker
Dorchester, Mass.
- Waterford, N. Y.
- Boston, Mass.
So. Lancaster, "
- Allston, ' '
Holyoke, ' '
- Pittsburg, Pa.
- Dorchester, Mass.
Fall River, "
Milwaukee, Wis.
- Racine, "
Bennington, Vt.
Chelsea, Mass.
Charlestown, Mass.
Selma Rogers
Jessie A. Sargent
Esther W. Sawyer
Ina M. Small
Alice T. Smith -
Mary A. Smith
Ethel L. Stearns
Beatrice C. Turner
E. M. Turner
Stella M. Tyler (Mrs.
M. Rachel Wadsworth
Elizabeth Warner (Mr.
Boston, Mass.
Lowell, "
Worcester, ' '
Provincetown, "
Newton Centre, "
Berlin, Conn.
-Chelsea, Mass.
Brookline, "
- Minot, "
Barrus) - London, England
- Hadley, Mass.
s. Vorhees) Salisbury, Conn.
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^tgtorp of tije Claste of 1907.
ON Boylston Street, a few doors above Exeter Street, stands a large white building known
as Boylston Chambers, which was our college home during the year 1903-4. Here, on
October 1, 1903, President Lefavour and Dean Arnold, assisted by the heads of the departments,
greeted one hundred and fifty girls— Freshmen, I suppose they were— and welcomed the second
class of Simmons College. Our troubles had been many during the preceding days, trying to make
out schedules, so that ive might have an easy time. Although we must have taxed Miss McGrath's
patience many times, still she was ready to help us, as she always has been since. After these
days of trouble, a hearty welcome was doubly appreciated.
The opening meeting was held in the Assembly Hall on the third floor. You could get
there either by walking or taking the elevator. Strange to say, everyone preferred the elevator,
not only on the first day but on all others. How many times were you late to your nine o'clock
recitation just because the elevator boy would not take one more in the cage, and you simply
would not walk up ? Poor Bobby, he endured two hundred girls for nearly half a year, and then
even his courage gave out !
We entered as Freshmen, but we never felt as Freshmen do, and we were not as green
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about finding our way around as Freshmen generally are, for even the Sophomores were green
about rooms.
What a beautiful outlook we had from those front windows ! The favorite studying posture
was in a chair drawn up in front of one of the windows. You always intended to study, but it
was much more interesting to watch the trains shifting about in the railroad yard below. These
trains made so much noise that the windows had to be kept closed, and hence fresh air was
kept out. This accounted largely for the dullness of some English classes ; for, in such a close
room, it was difficult for the students to think clearly, and impossible for them to express criticisms
on "comps, " although it seemed to make no difference with the instructor's faculties. This lack
of fresh air was also the cause of our lack of appreciation of Barrett Wendell's "English Prose
Composition." In one class, an outline of the book was made and kept in that lovely little paper
pocket on the inside of the back cover of our text book.
After our introduction into the college, the next thing was to get acquainted among our-
selves. The Guild helped us greatly in doing this. Soon after the opening of the year, each
department was called together, and a chairman explained what the Guild was, what connection
we had with it and our duties toward it. A social time followed, and we went away feeling that
we knew members of our own departments, if we knew no one outside. A few weeks later,
a Guild reception made it possible for us to become acquainted with girls in other courses and with
a few of the instructors.
Our first class meeting, which showed that there really was a class of 1907, was held in
November, 1903. It was opened by Miss Dunmore, who suggested the way in which we chose
officers. The following girls were elected to hold office until after Christmas : Chairman, Miss
Alice Smith ; secretary, Miss Fernald. In February, the following officers were chosen : President,
Miss Sawyer ; vice-president, Miss Alice Smith ; secretary, Miss Fernald ; treasurer. Miss Alice
Cummings.
On March 11, 1904, the Sophomores, who had heretofore only suggested how to run a class
meeting, decided to show us how one should be conducted. To quote from the minutes of that
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meeting : ' ' The Sophomores made themselves somewhat troublesome, and were expelled by the
forcible efforts of the Freshmen." The Sophomores got rather the worse of the bargain and,
in the end, were glad to get out any way. Isabel Dunton was the champion that night, and many
were the Sophomores she lined up. "Ted " Winn was glad to get out of the room, but, even when
she had made her escape, she could not go home, for she had no hat. Who had it ? Ask Edith
Hatch how long a walk the hat took before it got back to the head of its owner. After "Ted"
had made a speech and cheered '07, she was given her hat and grandly escorted back to
Simmons Hall by a guard of Freshmen, who, for once, were allowed to go into dinner late.
In April, we began giving entertainments. Our first one was to the Sophomores. They
returned this by inviting us to a picnic given in Miss Cunningham's woods, where we had a most
delightful time.
One important question was settled our first year— that of the class colors, which are green
and white.
There was one course during the first year which appealed to all the girls — gymnastics.
Twice a week we were supposed to trudge over to the Normal School of Gymnastics, but it was
very easy to "cut." We had learned the first of the year that a "poor excuse is better than none,"
although, of course, " a good excuse is better than a poor one;" and, I am afraid excuses from
"Gym." were generally rather poor. One reason for the difficulty in attending "Gym." was the
fact that several of us who had Dr. Wendell the hour before found it hard to tear ourselves away
from such an interesting subject. Physics was our bugbear the first year, and who but Dr.
Wendell and Miss Kirkpatrick could have had the patience and courage to help us through the
intricacies of mechanics, electricity and light. Lomell tried to help us, to be sure, but no one
seemed to get much out of his book. It is still owned by most of us, not so much because we like
it as because we have never found any one who wanted it.
We came back in September, 1904, greatly reduced in numbers, because many of those
entering with us took the Boston Cooking School course. This year the college moved into its
permanent home in the Fenway. The building was very new — so new that chemistry girls were
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excused from work for a week, as the laboratories were not completed. Although the other students
were green with envy, they were cheered by the thought that, after the chemistry girls began to
work, they would have to work much harder than the rest.
During the previous year the College had purchased land bounded by Brookline Avenue, Short
Street and Bellevue Street for the purpose of erecting dormitories. There were three wooden
houses on this land, and two of these were used as dormitories during our Sophomore year. The
third building, called Students' House, was used for Guild receptions, sales and class entertain-
ments. Cafeteria lunches were served here at a remarkably low price to girls living in the
dormitories on St. Botolph Street and to day students.
In October, we had our first class meeting as Sophomores, and new officers were chosen :
President, Miss Alice Cummings ; vice-president, Miss Watson ; secretary, Miss Hatch ; treasurer,
Miss Merrill. About the middle of January, Miss Merrill left College, and Miss Hovey was chosen
to succeed her as treasurer. Then Miss Cummings left us. Her place was filled by Miss Hatch, and
Miss Amison was elected secretary.
It was during this year that we chose our class pin. It was admired by every class— even
the Juniors thought it prettier than theirs.
On April 8, 1905, we entertained the Freshmen by giving them a "Kid's Party." Every
girl who came represented a child of not over twelve years of age. Refreshments suitable for
children of that tender age were served.
Three important things happened during this year. The first thing was the fire in the
studios on Harcourt Street. About twelve o'clock on a Friday night in November, the girls
living in the front rooms at Simmons Hall were awakened by the noise of fire engines. At
first they were dazed by the bright light, but they soon realized that it meant a fire. Word
was sent to all the rooms that the dormitory was not on fire, but the girls were told to dress
and gather their belongings together in case they had to leave. Alice Morrison decided that the
only thing she wanted to save was a photograph ; so she came down stairs with it. Lena Lawton
thought she might, sometime, need a clean handkerchief, and carefully tucked one away. Alice
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Wood decided to take her strong box, and put a very small picture in it. Rooms had been
engaged at The Nottingham, but, fortunately, the girls were not required to leave the house.
At three o'clock Saturday morning the fire was under control, and all damage was over. Coffee
and sandwiches were served, and the girls went back to their rooms to unpack their bundles.
On February 28, 1905, we had a sleigh ride. Miss Arnold very kindly provided a sub-
stantial supper for the girls at the Students' House, and the start was made from there.
About nine o'clock, the girls returned to Simmons Hall, where they had salad, hot chocolate
and crackers. Afterwards they danced and enjoyed themselves generally till long after ten-thirty.
Since the outside girls were to remain over night at the Hall, dress-suit cases had been pouring in
during the day, and these were immediately stored away in the rooms the girls were to occupy.
There was a great deal of whispering among the Freshmen ; so we knew something was " up ! "
When we reached Simmons Hall, we found out what they had been planning. Pandemonium
had been let loose. Beds were topsy-turvy, dress-suit cases had been burst open and the contents
strewn everywhere. The Sophomores declared they would get "even" with the Freshmen before
the year was over. They were not called upon to carry out their threat then, for others saw
to it that the Freshmen were reprimanded for their unladylike conduct.
At last the actions of the Freshmen became unbearable. One morning in April, when the
Sophomore girls at the Hall walked out of their rooms at breakfast time, they found signs,
bearing the figures "1908," fastened on their doors. They were taken down immediately, and
a few mornings later, the girls of 1908 found the numerals ' ' 1907 ' ' tacked over the sky-lights.
How did they get there ? Nobody knew. How could they be taken down was the next question.
The Freshmen tried to get them down with sticks, brooms, step-ladders — in fact, everything, but
we were on deck and would allow nothing of the kind. The Freshmen tried to bribe Emil, but
he w T as too strong a "1907" man to yield. Towards night, there was a report that "1908" was
going to take the banners down after dark. This would never do. "We must sit up all night,"
said "1907" in a chorus. They did, each one watching in turn. Bessie Douglas did very well
until she sat on the edge of the bath tub. Then she was so comfortable that she went to sleep
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and fell in ! After that, she and Alice Furber went to bed and slept together the rest of the
night. Lena Lawton heard the signal given among the "1908" men to advance, and bravely
poured water from the transom over them as they passed. Lena is not huge in stature,
but we had hardly realized that a Freshman could walk by her without noticing her. The next
morning the signs were taken down at our commands and packed in Miss Hatch's suit case.
Poor Edith was very miserable until the suit case went home.
During all this time, a new dormitory was being built on Brookline Avenue. When we
came back to College in September, 1905, we were Juniors, and most of the resident Juniors moved
from Simmons Hall to the new dormitory, or South Hall. The dormitory was not finished when
we began to live in it. The first night we huddled in the basement, where we ate our dinner by
the light of kerosene lamps and to accompaniment of music furnished by mosquitoes and buzzing
flies. There were no electric lights in the rooms ; consequently, for nearly a week, we had to
depend upon candles stuck in cups of sand. As we look back on this experience, we think of the
fun we had, but at that time we did not particularly enjoy it.
On October 13, 1905, we held our first Junior class meeting — an unlucky day, some people
would say, but it wasn't, for we were lucky in having the same girls re-elected as officers of the
class. Our first entertaining came just before Thanksgiving, when we invited the Freshmen to
attend a Masquerade at the Refectory. This, and a party given to the Seniors in May, were the
only social events in which we participated as a class.
The principal event of the year was the Junior week, beginning May first. Miss Arnold,
who has always been so ready and kind about helping us at all times, asked us to her home for
a May day party. We had a delightful time, as we always do, and came away feeling that we
had made a very pleasant beginning for the week. Nothing else had been planned until the
Prom, on May fourth ; but on May second, we decided, on the spur of the moment, to wear
our class colors and lunch together at the Refectory. Green and white were the prevailing colors
for the rest of the week. Punch, our mascot, came to economics wearing a large green and
white bow, and, in spite of the many attentions he received, he was very well behaved.
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On May fourth, every Junior, for once in her college life, was excited. Early in the day,
florists appeared, and the Sophomores began making a tour of the rooms, asking for banners and
pillows. With a few exceptions, all the Juniors, who were to attend the dance, stayed over night
at South Hall. At dinner, we had a happy crowd, and, after dinner, there was a grand rush for
the rooms. Then we began prinking. Do you remember Louise Allen standing on a chair on one
of the landings so she could heat her iron over the gas jet? Every one was dressed in season,
and then we were very nervous until cards began to come up. Before long, all the girls were
down stairs, going into the Refectory, which was very artistically decorated. Miss Morse, Miss
Arnold, Miss Cunningham and Miss Hatch received. Dancing began at half-past eight, and from
that time till nearly half-past twelve, the girls were in the seventh heaven. A collation was served,
and it was a good one. Ask the under classmen which they liked the better — ours or the Seniors ?
Some of the girls indulged in a walk during intermission, and came back too late for the next dance.
May fifth was another gala day. In the morning, the college building was open for
inspection, and Dean Arnold and President Lefavour held an informal reception. At one o'clock,
a luncheon was served in the Refectory by the Juniors to their friends. Oh ! the jealous looks that
were cast on us by the under and even upper classmen ! They just wished they were in our
shoes. In the afternoon, South Hall was open to our guests. Saturday night it was all over.
How quickly what we had been looking forward to, since we had entered college, had become
a thing of the past. But the memory of it still lives, and will always be one of our pleasantest
recollections in later years.
In June, we tried to help the Seniors during Commencement week ; but, in all our help,
we had the queer feeling that, next year, some other class would be helping us, and we would
feel that our four years together were nearing the end.
In September, 1906, forty-one girls came back for their last year. The first business of the
year was the election of officers. Once more we chose the same officers who had served during
the preceding two years, with the exception of secretary. Miss White was chosen to fill that
position, as Miss Amison had left college. How fortunate we were to have the same officers,
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especially the president. For nearly three years, Edith has worked and toiled for us, trying to get
what we wanted. In what way could we show her our appreciation better than by electing her as
president for our last year ?
This year we were freed from the burden of giving receptions to the other classes.
Every month we held a social at Simmons Hall, and in this way we were enabled to get into
closer contact with each other. Dean Arnold again entertained our class at an enjoyable sewing
bee in November.
Although, since the opening of the year, we had realized that we were Seniors, there
were many in the college who had, apparently, not fully appreciated that fact— Freshmen,
especially. At the Christmas Assembly, however, we appeared for the first time in caps and
gowns. Whether or not under classmen were greatly impressed at that time, we ourselves felt
it to be a very solemn occasion. We knew then that our last year was here. After Christmas
we wore our emblems of seniority all the time in the College building, and there has been no
further mistaking of Seniors for Freshmen.
Before we could realize it, the Easter vacation was here, and our last vacation, as students,
was a thing of the past. We then began counting the days to Commencement week — and that
has come and gone.
Our four years together are at an end. We now go out on our separate roads, but there
will always be a strong tie among us all, and one which will always exist : a tie composed of
four numbers — "1907." May we never forget the class and the pleasures and sorrows we have
had as members of it.
Mildred Thurston.
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QOtyt Cxerct£e£ of Commencement Wztk, 1907.
SUNDAY, JUNE 9.
Baccalaureate Service : In the Church of the Disciples at 4 o'clock. Sermon by the Right Rev.
William Lawrence.
MONDAY, JUNE 10.
Senior Dance: In South Hall at 8 o'clock.
TUESDAY, JUNE 11.
Class Day Exercises: In South Hall at 2 o'clock.
Concert by the Glee and Mandolin Clubs : In South Hall at 8 o'clock.
WEDNESDAY, JUNE 12.
Commencement Exercises : In Jordan Hall at 3 o'clock. Address by President Pritchett.
Reception by President Lefavour : In South Hall at 8 o'clock.
THURSDAY, JUNE 13.
Senior Luncheon : In Simmons Hall at 1 o'clock.
/
Meeting of Simmons Alumnae : In Simmons Hall at 4.30 o'clock. /
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J^tattgttcsK
Average
Shortest
Tallest
Height.
5 feet 5 inches Average
5 feet 1 inch Lightest
5 feet 10 inches Heaviest
Weight.
119 pounds
96 pounds
148 pounds
Most Popular Instructor^
Dr. Farley, Dr. Hough and Dr. Norris each received the "same number of votes.
Dr. R. M. Johnston and Mr. Eldridge have second place.
(1) H. Edith Hatch.
Most Popular Girl in the Class, v.. -'
(2) Eva W. White.
Girl who has Done Most for the Class.
H. Edith Hatch.
Guild child, 1 vote.
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Elizabeth Upham.
The Biggest Grind.
(1) Louise F. Allen.
Biggest Bluffer.
(2) Anna W. Barker.
Favorite Pastimes.
Talking.
Eating "Huyler's. "
Going to Assembly.
Hunting for Hawk(e)s and Rob(b)ins.
Reading the Bulletin Board.
Singing ' ' Hail ! Alma Mater ! ' '
Taking Exams.
Writing shorthand at 250 per minute.
Favorite Course.
English.
Discourse.
From the Bulletin Board to the Office.
Hygiene (came once a week) .
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Favorite Year.
1. Junior Year (partly due to the many and various kinds of entertainments given us by the
other classes).
2. Senior Year (because we are on the "homestretch" and nearer " ready for service and
worthy of trust " ) .
Most Painful Experiences.
The first day of college when, as an ignorant Freshman, I paid 50 cents for a carriage from
Huntington Avenue Station to 45 St. Botolph Street, instead of saving that money for the Guild child.
When reminded that I must grind a little harder.
Dean's Meeting on a free afternoon.
Opening envelope containing first report.
Seeing Dr. Baldwin come to class with papers under his arm.
Having to call on the Dean at my earliest convenience.
First time I fell down the cellar stairs.
Returning late after vacation without a doctor's excuse.
Going to Tech. Show without permission.
The first march to Assembly with caps and gowns on.
Pleasantest Experiences.
Junior Prom, and the day after.
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Seeing Woods chase the biology pig around the basement.
"Cutting," without being called up.
When Mr. Johnston ' ' cut ' ' for a number of weeks.
Watching Thaddeus sweep the stairs.
Rushing the members of 1906 out of our first class meeting, when they tried to break it up.
When at Boylston Chambers we learned to appreciate Frye(d) articles.
When one of our members crawled under the platform in 116 and heard all the business
transacted by the class of 1908.
Vacations.
Do You intend to Work, and if so, at What ?
Yes ; I want to raise the intellectual standard of the American youth.
I want to care for all those having dynamic disarrangement of their spiritual and vital
principles.
I don't intend to injure myself working, if I can get some one to do it for me.
Yes ; I intend to work my employer to raise my wages.
I am going to compile a bibliography of Simmonsonia.
Work at transferring the contents of one head to another.
Intend to work dough— and for dough.
I am going to be a private secretary, but I don't expect to marry my employer.
I hope to run a night lunch cart.
Yes ; I shall work every one I can.
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THEY stretch before us into far-off shadows,
For we have reached the parting of the ways ;
Yet memories and bonds of love and friendship
Light up the twilight of our College days.
Four years together, full of work and pleasure,
Of sunlight's golden gleams and shadows wan ;
But how like bubbles have the gleams and shadows
All vanished as we journeyed on and on.
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Yet memory remains and close will hold us
To by-gone days and friends among these halls ;
And from our Alma Mater's store our gleanings
Will guide where'er our path of duty falls.
Beyond the years we may not see or venture,
Until old Time has passed us on our way ;
And yet what matter, if each sun will bring us
Enough of wisdom for the passing day.
So let us clasp our hands in love and courage,
Beside the cross-roads where we meet to part :
And give to each a parting word of friendship,
Which speaks a comrade's faith and sister's heart.
Louise Fowler Allen.
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31 Parting ^ong.
Air : " Flow Gently, Sweet Afton."
1
CLASSMATES of Simmons, the time draweth nigh,
■ For us all to shake hands and say a ' ' Good-bye ; ' '
For four years we've labored thro' joy and thro' tears-
Deal gently, we pray thee, 0, fast-coming years ;
For we'll have to go forth out into the wide world,
With colors a-flying and banners unfurled ;
0, our dear Alma Mater, before we depart,
Hear our farewell message, which comes from the heart.
As "Nineteen Ought Seven, " we've made our name here,
And always to us will that name remain dear ;
And to those who've been with us thro' the years that have passed,
We give hearty greetings, which hold firm and fast ;
And as we go out thro' the doors opened wide,
To seek our life's fortune, whatever betide-
Still ' ' Nineteen Ought Seven ' ' together will stand,
From Simmons gone out as a true, faithful band.
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We've learned many things here. We're grateful for all-
For all that we've gathered, from the large to the small ;
We'll do the best with it, 'tis given us to do,
And stand by our colors— the gold and the blue .
The hours that we've studied have not been in vain,
Whether walking in sunlight or a downpour of rain ;
And ofttimes in memory those hours will return,
And tho' far away yet our hearts will still yearn.
We'll be widely scattered ; from far and from near
We'll come to meet here in some glad future year ;
The praises of Simmons we'll sing, one and all,
And be always ready to come at her call.
And, now, 0, my classmates, we'll say our "Good-bye"
And here's to our parting— a smile and a sigh ;
In years yet to come we'll our friendships renew,
And be true to our colors— the gold and the blue.
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Cfje College ^pmn.
Class Jking.
Tune : " Keller's American Hymn."
HAIL, Alma Mater ! we pledge our love to thee,
Bring thee our hearts and hands in full loyalty.
Praising thy counsel and trusting thy truth,
Lift we our song to thee : oh, guide thou our youth !
Lift we our song to thee : oh, bless now our youth !
Make us, thy children, generous and just.
Send us to labor, when leave thee we must,
Ready for service and worthy of trust.
Hail, Alma Mater ! thy praises we sing.
One in allegiance, our tributes we bring.
Fair shall thy name be, trusted to our care,
For thy dear sake our lives shall be more fair,
For thy dear sake our lives shall be more fair.
Make us, thy children, strong and pure and just.
Send us to labor, when leave thee we must,
Ready for service and worthy of trust.
Tune: "Eton Boating Song."
HERE'S to dear old Simmons,
The College we love so well ;
Of the class of ' 1907, " we can 't begin to tell.
But we love our Alma Mater,
And to her we'll be true ;
And we're proud to be the students
Of the college of gold and blue !
Others may fill our places -
Our Alma Mater share ;
But to find a class like '07,
who — will — dare ?
Then we'll sing for dear old Simmons,
And to her we'll be true ;
For we're proud to be the students
Of the college of gold and blue !
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Class ^ong.
Tune: "A Daughter of Shiloh."
Oh, "Nineteen Seven," Oh, "Nineteen Seven,"
We pledge our love to thee ;
Oh, College days, Oh, College days,
So gladsome and so free ;
From all around let praise resound,
And homage — let it pass ;
Forever more we will adore
Our College and our Class.
Chorus.
Oh, "Nineteen Seven," now
We sing to thee ;
Oh "Nineteen Seven," now
We'll loyal be ;
Where'er our feet shall stray,
Though it be far away,
Forever and a day
We're true to thee.
Repeat.
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Oh, College dear, Oh, College dear,
We've worked the years away ;
Perhaps a few good hours, too,
We've spent in idle play ;
But play or work, we've found in thee
A firm and faithful friend ;
And we'll be true to gold and blue
Until our lives shall end.
Chorus.
The years may flee by you and me,
And Time work weal or woe ;
But friendship strong will bind us long,
Wherever we may be .
So thus our song we'll bear along,
As through the world we pass ;
And when we sing, 'twill mem'ry bring
Of College and our Class.
Chorus.
Louise Fowler Allen.
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Simmons College,
Feb. 12, 1907.
G. & C. Merriam,
Springfield, Mass.,
Gentlemen :
In the next edition of "Webster's Dictionary," could you include
information concerning the monocle ? Please do not think that I wish to wear one myself, but I am
very anxious to know its origin. I have debated whether this information is within the province of a
dictionary or books of illusions, but since the former is the most important book of reference I have
decided to suggest this addition to you.
Enclosed please find four stamps. If you cannot supply the information desired, will you
kindly write to the publishers of "Worcester's," "The Century," "Standard" and "Oxford"
dictionaries, asking if they could incorporate such an article in their valuable works ?
Yours truly,
L— u— s— F. — L— E— .
P.S.— If you can supply the information, you may keep the stamps.
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Tell me not of ancient cloisters,
Crumbled walls with ivy green ;
Where traditions, through the ages,
Point the way each mind must lean.
We've a fairer Alma Mater
Built on new, on Fenway soil ;
With as yet but one tradition—
Constant labor, struggle, toil.
In our Freshman year of greenness,
We made one great, vast mistake ;
Which recalling now as Seniors,
Makes our shuddering reason quake.
I shall tell the awful secret ;
Let our baseness be revealed ;
For the past few years' experience
Has that sickly fancy healed.
In our youthful, rash opinion,
Simmons stood as others stand ;
Just a place of joy and gladness,
Stretching out to us its hand.
Joyfully we rushed to meet her —
Crowded through her doors en masse ;
Hurried thro' the registrations,
Formed the College's second class.
Careless were our minds and manners—
Hearts were light as light could be ;
As we chose our course of study,
Aided by the Faculty.
We knew not of our great privilege,
For we did not understand
That Simmons is the only College
Of its kind throughout the land.
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<3ro Hoom "316."
<®ur Cmfalem.
Dear to us is the thought of thee,
Thou sunny room with thy house so small ;
To thee we rush as Assembly ends,
When our President issues her earnest call.
Ah, carnation, modest and white,
Thou art the emblem of our class ;
Thou art to us a sign of light
To urge us on as the years will pass.
Thou could'st tell of discussions hot,
Of weighty questions there decided ;
Thou witnessed three yearly battles fought,
Out of which we easily glided.
Thy stem of green is our second sign,
To tell us we are young and strong ;
Ready for service in any line,
Our hearts to thee will e'er belong.
The time has come for us to leave thee,
But we would never be so mean ;
As to part without each giving
Three round cheers for " Three-Si xteen !
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Breathes there a girl from sleep half dead,
Who never to herself has said :
Plague take these lessons,
I'm going to bed."
Men's "Crawford " shoes are comfortable, because they are made in a different factory from
women's. — Miss H — g — e—t.
May 13.— Congratulations not in order.
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Heard in German (3) Freshman year : "Your examinations were all trash— mere rubbish, and
only fit for the waste basket.
Query : ' ' Did they go there ? ' '
In Ethics Class.
Dr. Puffer : ' ' Please tell me the name of the most prominent philosopher of the late
eighteenth century ? ' '
Miss H-t-h: "I.Kant." (I can't.)
From the Freshmen's Cat-alogue, 1901+ :
Simmons had a pussy cat, pussy cat, pussy cat ;
Simmons had a pussy cat,
It's name was " Nineteen Eight ; "
It followed them to school one day, school one day, school one day,
It followed them to school one day,
Which was against the rule.
It made the Freshies laugh and play, laugh and play, laugh and play,
It made the Freshies laugh and play,
To see the cat at school ;
And so the Sophies turned it out, dragged it out, shoved it out,
And so the Sophies drove it out,
But still it lingered near.
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It was everywhere a-hanging round, mewing round, crawling round,
It was everywhere a-slinking round,
To see its Freshies dear ;
' ' Why did the cat love Freshies so, Freshies so, Freshies so ?
Why did the cat love Freshies so ? "
The eager Juniors cried ;
"Because 'twas skin and bones, you know ; bones, you know ; bones, you know ;
Because 'twas skin and bones, you know,"
The Sophies made reply.
While Plugging for Exams.
' ' Where would you find the last words of Frances Willard ? ' '
Miss D — n— o— : "Is she living or dead ? "
Prof. E — d—i—g — : "Does the earth revolve on its axis from west to east ? "
Miss B — d — a — : ' ' It depends on where you stand. ' '
" Where should you like to work ? "
Miss C — u—t — : " Not in an office with nothing but girls,— girls,— girls."
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That Reminds Me —
Dr. N—r — i — : "Some girls work for ' Mark(s) ; ' others for knowledge."
Dr. F—i — e — : "As our friend Bradley says—"
Dr. H — u — h — : " Please remember that fresh air is not a substitute for muscular activity."
Dr. B — a — k—t—: " I'm inclined to think — "
Prof. G — o—e—l — : "I suppose that has a sentimental interest. For further information,
you might look in the ' Ladies Home Journal. ' ' '
Prof. E—d—i—g — : " In other words, ladies — "
Prof. R — I — i — s — : "Young ladies, you must remember this is a practice hour."
Miss D—k—: " Now, girls, don't you think that makes it a little plainer."
Mme. M—t—e — : "It is so funny you don't know French."
Mr. R—n—i—: ' ' Sheats and Kelley. ' '
Miss W—g—i — : "We must have it a little more quiet."
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Miss D—n—e—l—: "Where would you look — "
Mr. W. D. J—h—s—o—: " Passing on— "
Dr. K—n—s—u—y—: " Give a picture of the times."
Mr. M — y — r — : ' ' There is nothing to remember in accounts. ' '
Miss P—r—e—: "Please excuse again a personal experience."
Mr. R. M. J-h-s—o—: " S'matter of fact, by the by-"
Dr. W—n—e—l-
All this is perfectly simple ; any one can understand it. Are there
any questions ? ' '
What is it makes my hair grow white ?
Examinations.
Why is it I can't sleep at night ?
Examinations.
Why is it that I've grown so thin-
That I'm no bigger than a pin,
What makes me wish I'd better been ?
Examinations.
2
What makes my heart feel just like lead ?
Examinations.
What makes me sick with fear and dread ?
Examinations.
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What makes my head an empty ball,
In which there is nothing at all ?
What gives my marks a sudden fall ?
Examinations.
3
What do our teachers love to spring ?
Examinations.
What do they often at us fling ?
Examinations.
What would I do, if I'd my way,
To them some happy, happy day ?
What would I give them, just for pay ?
Examinations.
Louise Fowler Allen.
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In looking over the records,
We find that we number eight ;
We're the School of H. E. with a B. S. degree ;
We've given our lives to fate.
Sewing for us is a noble art —
All kinds we have made our own ;
With stitches fine, in perfect line,
We'll give no cause to groan.
We've studied all the " ologies "
That e'er were known to man ;
We've learned to cook without a book,
And to scour a pot and pan.
We're scientific in all we do —
No microbes can us evade ;
For dust, no room ; 'tis bacteria's doom,
Since Science lends us aid.
In Education's mystic lore,
We find ourselves well read ;
We've learned to teach, but not to preach-
'Tis best so, some have said.
We're well equipped for all our tasks
Of managing or teaching ;
Or, in a home all of our own,
To keep the maids from cheating.
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Appreciation of <©lo 2£oofea.
I dreamed I went to Nineveh :
Within the palace wall
I stood before the potentate,
King Assurbanipal.
Clay tablets, all with characters,
Filled up the many nooks ;
And as I wondering gazed,
He said : ' ' Come — read my books. '
Creation was the theme I read.
If things so sacred be correct,
Upon your surface, volumes queer,
You do deserve respect.
They wrote, but never spoke, except
By motion and by look ;
I cried, ' ' Can they with such slow toil
Complete a single book ? ' '
Then turning to a shelf, I saw
Some manuscripts all bound ;
Their covers were of velvet soft,
And set with gems around.
In quality, I thought, these works
Can never be outdone ;
In beauty none will e'er excel ;
They have my homage won.
Then "passing on" through centuries But morning came— my travels ceased,
To mediaeval years,
My dream presented me to scribes
Who looked like ancient seers.
The lesson of my dream that night
Was true regard for ancient books —
If I have learned aright.
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4£n Wtb$ttv'& 3ntemational Pictionarp.
How dear to these hearts are the books of our reference,
When difficult questions recall them to view ;
Forever we'll honor and always we'll reverence
The books of research that at Simmons we knew.
Yet more than all others, we cherish just one —
The massive old Webster, the leather-bound Webster,
The basis of study that later was done —
The great, international gilt-lettered Webster.
That leather-bound volume we hail as a treasure,
For oft through the months as we studied its field,
We found in it wisdom and wit without measure,
The best information that learning could yield.
Although we be scattered through all the wide world,
We'll everywhere meet the great leather-bound Webster,
We'll all find our friend of incomparable worth ;
For look at the name— "International" Webster.
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Mr. Darrach's recitals are one of the most inspiring of all the pleasures of Simmons.
Two girls were returning from his lecture one stormy night, when the following conversation
took place :
' ' What a wild night ! I wish this wind would let up long enough for me to get one good
breath."
" I should say so ! This is no Midsummer Night's Dream ! "
"No; it is a Winter's Tale, and we are Two Gentlemen of Verona walking in the Tem-
pest and making Much Ado About Nothing. ' '
"That's true, but on the Twelfth Night, there will be a Taming of the Shrew, and you will
see that All's Well that Ends Well, Just as You Like It, or Love's Labour's Lost."
I'm bibliographical, a bibliotaphe—
A bibliomaniac too,
A bibliophile I hope to be,
Or a bibliognost thru and thru.
I'm learned in books from A to Z,
Ancient and Middle and New ;
Old manuscripts have value for me,
With initials of red and blue.
I've made a bibliography
On a scientific plan ;
To aid the students that are to be,
To find the best they can.
I know the lists for him who buys
The books of modern issue ;
I plan and build and advertize,
And catalog as I wish to.
Perhaps you wonder who I am,
With enthusiasm burning ;
I'm only a Senior Simmons girl
From the Library School of learning.
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Tell me not in hackneyed measure,
College life is but a dream ;
For it rouses my displeasure,
Makes me fairly want to scream.
Freshman year was new and awful.
Took whatever I was told ;
Freshmen always must be modest,
Freshmen never must be bold.
Physics almost crucified me,
Perhaps because I couldn't add ;
Got back all my little problems,
Bearing these words — "This is bad.
Soph'more year did sorely try me ;
I wrote then a daily theme ;
College life is but a treadmill,
And things are not what they seem.
Junior year I had my troubles—
I had worries then, galore ;
Took a course in Economics ;
Friends— I need not tell thee more.
Year by year Eve struggled onward,
Till the race is now most run ;
But the dream is still as distant
As it was when Ed begun.
3 t©onber?"
Who wore a hat of lightish grey,
Who now from the College has gone away,
But who in our memory long will stay—
I wonder ?
Who used to lecture, then dictate,
Who very often came in late,
Who sprung those tests we all did hate—
I wonder ?
Who used to teach down at B. U.,
Who none of our names ever knew,
Who gave us cuts —well, just a few !
I wonder ?
Who never was Johnny-on-the-Spot,
Whether the Faculty liked it or not,
But whom by the girls was liked a lot,
I wonder ?
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Louise Allen
[Engagement Book
She hurries and she hustles
Round College and down town ;
She has so many things to do,
She never stops to frown.
She has to go to dinners,
She has to lunch with Clare,
She has to meet Committees—
This book's to tell her where.
Minnie Allen
We know it's a nurse that Minnie would be,
And all success we wish her ;
So a clock we give,
By which to live,
That promptness may then be with her.
[Clock
Gertrude Allison
[A Zero
If you really want a figure
That will the attendance tell
Of Gertrude at class meeting,
A Zero'll do quite well.
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Rosamund Ames
Ruth Barber
It is no work for Rosamund,
When Italian she reads ;
She lightly skims the pages o'er,
Nor dictionary heeds.
Sing a song of parties—
Of parties by the score ;
Ruth attends so many,
She can not name them o'er.
Anna Barker
Mile. ANNA BARKIERE
World Renowned Comedienne
Singing and Dancing
Impersonations of all Southern and
Shakesperian types.
[Poster
Now ready to receive engagements.
Terms Exorbitant.
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Elsie Beers [Bottle of Extract of Chemistry
A little of this extract
Will always make you gay,
When College chemistry is done
And note-books put away.
Emily Bodman [Certificate
This is to certify that Emily N. Bodman is fully
competent for the position of Dean of a Woman's
College, having had experience in the aforesaid
office and being fully in sympathy with its purpose-
Marion Brown
She beats us all at tennis,
She dances better, too —
In fact, at all athletic stunts,
There's nothing she can't do.
Bertha Coutts [Bottle of Anti-Fat
One drop of this a day will stave off the dreaded
monster, and keep you at your present state of
perfection.
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Edith Cummings
Dear Edith, — We regret that the picture of
your favorite instructor will not be in the Class
Book, but it is probable that the ' ' Technique ' ' has
pictures of all instructors in Physics- — The Book
Committee.
Clare Daniell
Where's Clare ? Why, down at Huyler's
Getting a fudge ice cream ;
She gets them in early morning—
Quite often at eight-fifteen ;
But if, perchance, she's at College,
And you wish to find her there,
The easiest way to do it
Is to ask Louise for Clare.
Bessie Douglas
Talks she late and talks she early,
Talks she all the day ;
We really can't imagine
How she finds so much to say.
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Isabel Dunton [Thermometer
Isabel's going up North to live
In the land of ice and snow ;
But while she's here,
She's content to live
'At twenty degrees below.
Stella Durrell
When Stella runs her tea-room,
And things sometimes go wrong,
We hope that she won't find her work
Too heavy or too long.
Marion Elliott
The Senior Class of 1907
Had bills of enormous size ;
So it chose a Committee of its skilful girls,
Who sent up the following cries :
"We've postal cards three cents a-piece ;
Come, buy at once, for the sale will soon cease ;"
By candy sales and lectures, too,
Our Marion as Chairman has brought us through.
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Ruth Gibson
Study Schedule.
Mon.
Tues.
Wed.
Thues.
Fri.
Automobile
Show.
Theatre.
Hasty
Pudding
Club
Theatricals.
Dance
at
Harvard.
Theatre.
Gertrude Green
Gertrude gets her shorthand,
Have you ever heard ?
Gets it every single time,
Every single word ;
She can get commercial law,
Though it drives her most insane ;
She can get most everything,
But that 8.8 train.
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Minnie Haggett
We never dared to ask her,
But we'd really like to know,
If Minnie's curls are made ones,
Or naturally grow.
Edith Hatch [Flowers
We bring these flowers of green and white,
Ought Seven's colors true ;
To show the depths of gratitude
Of all our hearts to you.
Grace Hovey
We cannot speak of Grace alone,
So strange to us 'twould seem,
For always as the " Hovey-Hatch "
This partnership has been.
Ethel Jacquith [Gray Ribbon.
The book committee has noticed that red is your
favorite color, but in order to be quite consistent
you should also wear this ribbon.
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Lena Lawton
Did you ever know little Lena
To give an unearthly, hideous screech,
And run all round, and jump on a chair,
To get out of all harm's reach.
Did you ever hear little Lena
Order every soul in the house,
To ' ' take a club and a trap, and couple of sticks,
And hunt for that horrid mouse ! ' '
Frances McCaffrey
It's " Miss McCaffrey " with the teachers,
It's "Fanny " with some of the girls,
While many another in the class
A ' ' Frances ' ' at her hurls.
But if she goes, and you want her back,
I'll tell you what to do,
Just raise your voice and holler "Mac, "
And she'll return to you.
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Isabel Monro
Tall and dignified of bearing,
Fair of hair, with eyes of blue ;
And you mustn't mind her joking
If she laughs a bit at you.
She has ground us in the class-book,
She has ground us in our song ;
She has hit each reverend Senior,
But she's loved us all along.
Her accomplishments are many,
Fudge concoctions are her hobby ;
So in giving out the prizes,
Let us give this palm to "Bobby. "
Edna Morrill
Some may choose the Teddy bears
To whom to give the laurel,
But we declare in favor of
Our lively "Teddy" Morrill.
Louise Neill [Talking Machine
Seldom speaks, seldom laughs
' ' Quiet ' ' is her motto
We hope she'll use this small machine
We really think she ought to.
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Helen Noon
Helen loves so many things
We can't remember all,
But German III and Typewriting
We surely can recall.
Edith Noyes
Lecturer on cooking.
Demonstrator to mothers' clubs.
Long experience.
Good references.
Juliet Patterson
In Student Government, who rules ?
Who judges every case ?
Who's showing us what's proper
When in the world we take our place ?
Who leads us in our singing ?
Who keeps us " up to time ? ' '
You know 'tis only " Pat " could be
The subject of this rhyme.
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Ruth Peters
Her thoughts flow so quickly,
Her words come so fast,
We hardly distinguish them
As they fly past.
Ina Small
She's happy, jolly, kind and wise,
The nicest girl under the sun,
The kind of a girl we want to know.
Ina's a pile of fun.
Mildred Thurston
' ' Things are not always what they seem. ' '
We surely know that's true,
For Mildred looks quite solemn ;
But she's funny, through and through.
Elizabeth Upham [Report
This is a little record
To show you that we know,
That Betty gets in every course,
Above credit, not below.
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Harriet Ware
Harriet's like a shadow,
That smiling glides around.
She's like one, too, in this respect,
She never makes a sound.
Edith Watson
Dearest little Dolly, everybody knows,
Sings just like a nightingale ;
Is sweeter than any rose.
Ellen White
There is a young lady named White,
Who can do all her work at first sight.
Of these grinds not a few she's made up about you
So, to grind her would not be quite right.
Eva White
She always finds some work to do,
And does it with her might ;
And, whether it is hard or not,
She does it all just right.
At settlement or college class,
Or leading Student Guild ;
At social functions, great or small,
The place she ably fills.
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Caroline Wilkinson
Caroline loves all library work.
Its methods she's made her own.
She catalogs and classifies and verifies each tome ;
She enters notes on neat P. slips,
She arranges them by sub-heads ;
And then, to make them seem more real,
She gives them a title page.
Alice Wood
Elle aime bien la langue francaise,
Et aussi il est vraie ;
Un livre francais en bas son tete,
Tous les nuits est place.
Ethel Wooldridge
Some call her Ethel, but we know
That what she really likes,
Is to have us all address her
By her other name of " Spikes."
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